Ronan Doyle’s review published on Letterboxd:
Review from my VOD column "This Week on Demand"
Praised unendingly by critics innumerable as the finest film of 2012—not to mention picking up the latest prestigious Next Projection Award for Best Film—Leos Carax’s disarmingly odd return to feature filmmaking after a 13 year absence is a terrific testament to the wonders and worries of identity—in all forms, among them cinematic and personal—in a world increasingly detached from physical reality. But that’s just my take, and such is the beauty of Holy Motors, its intransigent attitude to its own aloofness allowing one to get just as much from it as has been brought. Centring on Denis Lavant’s stunningly mercurial performance, Carax creates a physical and metaphorical journey that is to each individual viewer something unique, its uncanny episodic structure like an unruly ink blot that refuses to retain one shape. Infuriated Twitter campaign notwithstanding, even the senseless censorship of the film’s bare brilliance here can’t dull its extraordinary impact.